"My Old Friend Homer." ("Every day must begin for me with my old friend Homer—the friend of my youth, the friend of my middle age and of my old age—from whom I hope never to be parted so long as I have any faculties, or any breath in my body."—Mr Gladstone, Dec 3, 1872.) Ghost (rises). "But if a clamorous vile plebeian rose, him with reproof he checked, or tamed with blows, 'be silent, wretch, and think not here allowed that worst of TYRANTS, a USURPING CROWD.'—That is Mr Pope's translation of a passage of mine, sir. What do YOU make of it?"